The tyrannical leader of North Korea was unhappy with his nuclear program. Many
heads had rolled, literally. They had failed him. Kim Jung Un wanted the world
to believe his nuclear program was farther along than it was. Things were not
where he wanted them to be. The world, and especially the USA, must fear him.
Instead he felt that they dared to laugh at him. Kim Jung Un must have revenge.
On a small island not far from North Korea lived a mythical monster. It had
been seen by many, but not everyone believed it to be real. Kim Jung Un had
seen them while being ferried in one of his submarines. Yes them, a mother and
her child. The child was big, the mother even bigger. They were nearly
indestructible. He had sent back the subs and they found out the hard way. Two
of the subs never returned, while the creatures were merely annoyed.
The young dictator came up with an idea to terrorize America. These creatures
were a part of his plan. He had developed a sedative for the child monster,
known as Gorgo, and a titanium carbon fiber netting that might hold him. They
had nothing that could contain the mother but where the child went the mother
would follow. This creature from the past would help brighten his future.
The specially developed netting was packed into two torpedoes on two subs. The
subs waited until Gorgo swam in the ocean some distance from his mother. Too
close would be disastrous for the subs. If they could not go fast enough to
stay ahead of the mother not only would their plan be dead but so would they.
The two subs got within the same distance of Gorgo on either side and fired the
torpedoes. Gorgo became encased in the netting that was attached to the twin
subs, which took off quickly dragging the creature behind them. Gorgo let out a
sound that immediately notified mother of his plight. Enraged she followed
quickly. The subs hoped that they could stay ahead of her until reaching their
destination. The coast of California was a long ways off.
Twice on the trips some sacrifices had to be made. Some other submarines, to
slow her down, attacked the mother. Not all of those subs survived the mother's
wrath. Near their destination, a mini-sub, hiding off the shores of California,
traveled to Gorgo and fired several torpedoes that were filled with sedatives
into the young monster's mouth. The sedative took affect by the time they came
to shore avoiding the Coast Guard. A flatbed truck and tarp were ready to
receive the sleeping cargo. Momma was not far behind.
Gorgo's mother followed the submarines across the Pacific Ocean. She was
exhausted but unhindered in her mission. She was only able to eat those
creatures unfortunately enough to get in her way. She did not take time from
her mission to deviate from the path to her child. Now the water was becoming
shallower. She was approaching the shore. Where was her baby?
Gorga did not know where her son had gone. She had followed his trail for
thousands of miles but now did not have a clue. She was a mother enraged and
began her rampage. Santa Monica was the first place to pay the price until she
smelled blood. The monsternappers had drawn blood. They wanted to lure the
mother to Los Angeles. Kim Jung Un would rather have attacked New York or
Washington, DC but Los Angeles would have to do. This cultural center of
America would feel his vengeance in the form of a monster. After all America
was the world's monster stifling communism and persecuting his people.
The situation was bad. Nothing seemed to stop or even slow down the monster.
She had trampled through Los Angeles leaving devastation. The truck carrying
Gorgo moved on eastward. Perhaps they could reach Washington, DC and New York
by land. How great it would be to leave such a path of destruction across the
USA.
The Auto Club Speedway in Fontana California was unprepared for what happened.
The news of the monster's rampage was everywhere. No one knew the path the
monster would take. So quickly were her travels that the races were still going
on. Gorga entered the speedway and chaos ensued. It was just another step in
her journey but it got the attention of some special individuals.
Rick Roberts and Clint Curtis saw the monster first hand. They were helpless to
stop the damage done to the speedway or to prevent the death of their friend
Speed Davis. Speed's car was no more than a toy in the creature's hands. It was
turned over and the speedway legend did not have time to suffer as his life was
ended quickly. Clint and the Road Knights had seen a similar hand just hours
before. While traveling the highways they passed a large truck. From beneath a
tarp they saw what they thought was some prop from a Hollywood movie. They saw
a large green hand. The two events had to be related.
Rick and Clint devised a plan. The truck was traveling the Interstate heading
East. If they could run it down they might be able to find out the connection
and maybe how to stop the giant beast. With their Hot Rods geared for speed
they drove as fast as their horses would haul them. When they came upon the
truck they confirmed the hand was the same kind as that they saw at the
speedway.
The Interstate was almost empty going east. When it became evident that the
monster was heading east everyone began to flee north and south. The hot rod
drivers surrounded the truck and forced it to slow down and stop. The Korean
driver and passenger jumped out guns drawn. Clint had prepared his Road Knights
for trouble. They immediately gunned their vehicles and erratically drove
around to confuse the two villains. It was Clint Curtis who ran into the driver
while Ben got the passenger.
Rick Roberts jumped into the cab of the semi-truck. It was obvious to them that
the big monster was following the path of the smaller. Since the monster
arrived from the ocean they hoped to get her back to the ocean. The plan was
dangerous. They would have to come close to the giant rushing by rapidly so as not
get caught. Rick turned the truck around as quickly as he could. He picked up
Clint, and the other Road Knights followed, as they attempted the most dangerous
part of their mission.
The Speedway had just been a minor delay in the path of Gorga. She continued on
the path to her son. The smell had seemed to change it was growing stronger.
The Road Knights had separated from the truck. They had taken some of the
creature's blood. They did not want to hurt it but could not think of any other
way to get the mother off the trail of her baby. They got as close to her as
possible to allow the truck with Gorgo to get by. When the truck had passed her
the road knights followed the truck while Gorga followed them all, and
especially Gorgo.
The vehicles went as fast as they could back toward the ocean. A few calls had
made sure the path was cleared. Rick did not stop when he reached the waters.
He drove the truck right into the ocean at the deepest point he knew he could
enter. Waiting for him offshore was another friend. They quickly unstrapped
Gorgo and grabbed the ends of the netting surrounding him. Clint and Rick both
hopped on waiting jet skies and headed for a waiting sub with the ends of the
netting. When they got to the sub they greeted Davy Jones the UNDERSEA AGENT.
His frogmen quickly secured the ends and prepared for departure. Gorga had
reached the shoreline. Davy would drop off Gorgo in the middle of the Pacific
and get out as quickly as possible. It was obvious the mother was becoming
exhausted. She might not survive a trip back to North Korea. Davy did not want
to damage either of the pair. It was not their fault but the fault of the crazy
little North Korean.
